perfect: that is what they are,
but perfect isn't good enough.
Filling my head with happy things,
they suffocate me.
They may be wonderful,
but they're not real.
But, oh, how I wish they were.
"When you wish upon a star,
your dreams come true."
That is a lie.
Dreams never come true
without action,
and for me, this action is impossible
for I am slowly
dying a death
by daydreams.
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